Chapter 1088: Great Confucian scholars debating the classics, they can change their faces

Boom!

Countless students showed expressions of horror.

How much?

Ten million taels?

Chi Potian only felt a chill in his heart, suddenly rushing from his tailbone to his crown, making his whole body stiff. He widened his eyes, and countless silver ingots seemed to appear before his eyes.

Almost drowning him!

Huang Zhizhan was dumbfounded.

Even though the Huang family had a high status and was considered a major clan in the Jiangnan area, he was also shocked.

Ten million taels!

What kind of concept is this?

What kind of vision is this!

His heart trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Such a person, he actually took the lead in doubting!

He truly deserves to die!

Lin Shuhan and Chen Wanjuan were the same.

Not to mention the impoverished scholars in the cold wind wearing thin long gowns.

Their eyes were red.

The students who had previously said that one million taels of silver was too much and that this was true or false were even more dumbfounded, their faces covered in the saliva sprayed by other scholars.

But they seemed to have no feeling.

It turned out it wasn't one million taels,

But ten million taels!

An impoverished scholar, whose throat was a bit hoarse from denouncing the 'Living Yama,' said hoarsely, "I'll say a fair word, Master Zhou must be a beast!"

"We have been incited by others!"

A scholar beside him also said, "Lord Gao gave so much, I believe Lord Gao!"

"That's right, for the Infant Care Hall matter, Lord Gao could have heard nothing, seen nothing, and asked nothing, staying out of it, but he did it. What need did he have to slander Master Zhou?"

"Correct, although Master Zhou looked kind, people like that often have a belly full of bad water. I felt he wasn't a good person a long time ago!"

"My family has been looking at feng shui and physiognomy for generations. In my early years, I saw Master Zhou once, and he looked like a beast!" A young man in a Taoist robe said affirmatively.

But then, someone beside him said, "Brother, since you have this ability, why didn't you say so earlier?"

The young man in the Taoist robe said righteously, "The 'Living Yama' didn't say he would take out ten million taels earlier!"

For a time.

A group of scholars fell into silence as if they had eaten a Garen's big sword.

Without reason.

Ten million taels was too much.

Changancheng.

Zhu Que Street.

In the center of the street, a great Confucian scholar with gray hair was leaning on a cane, supported carefully by young scholars beside him.

He was walking toward the palace, full of fury.

"Master Huang, slow down."

A disciple beside the great Confucian scholar said worriedly.

Master Huang leaned on his cane and smashed it hard against the ground, making a dull sound. His face was gloomy.

"Massive slaughter, disregarding the law. Today, if Your Majesty doesn't give me an explanation, what do I fear about death? I am willing to use this blood to exchange for a bright world!"

Master Huang said angrily.

Beside him, a younger disciple couldn't help but worry, "Master, the momentum in Changancheng is huge, and the disciple always feels that someone is pushing it behind the scenes. Should we wait?"

Master Huang's eyes widened when he heard this.

He reprimanded, "Wait for what?"

"The number one poisonous strategist of Great Qian, the person nicknamed 'Living Yama,' how can he be a good thing?"

"I am irreconcilable with this fellow. If anyone dares to speak for this fellow again, leave on your own. I don't accept such rebellious disciples under my tutelage!"

The young disciple was reprimanded and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

But at this time.

Guards rode tall horses and galloped on the streets of Changancheng.

"Transmit the imperial decree!"

"Minister of Revenue Gao Wenhe, deeply feeling the difficulty of impoverished scholars seeking learning, has decided to take out one million taels of silver, and in the next thirty years, take out a total of ten million taels of silver to set up schools widely, wishing that the door of the academy will never cut off the path of the impoverished!"

The warhorses stepped on the ground, making a da da da sound.

Master Huang was petrified when he heard this.

His whole body stiffened.

Beside him, a group of disciples first gasped in shock, and then they all looked at Master Huang.

Master Huang took a deep breath.

He looked at the disciple beside him and said, "I have always taught you that when looking at people, you cannot just look at the appearance, and you cannot identify people by their nicknames!"

"This is prejudice!"

"This is wrong!"

A group of disciples' mouths twitched.

But everyone said in unison, "Master's teaching is correct, the students will keep it in mind!"

Master Huang took a step and walked toward the distance.

Only his voice came.

"Go, follow me to debate the classics for Lord Gao!"

An old mansion.

"Damn it!"

"Does this 'Living Yama' really think he can cover the sky with one hand and that no one in Changancheng can govern him?"

"Others fear him, but I am alone, I am not afraid of him!"

"Push my wheelchair forward. Today, if I don't spray him to death, I will directly hit my head and die at the Duke of Ding Prefecture!"

An old man with gray hair and a firm face was sitting in a wheelchair, cursing loudly.

Old Master Lin, one of the top-tier critics in Da Qian, would criticize the heavens and the earth, yet relying on his straightforward nature and profound scholarship, he compelled a multitude of Changan youths to enroll under his tutelage.

As for the power of his mouth, it is hard to say, but looking at the two broken legs, one can know a thing or two.

Just when Master Lin was about to set off.

A disciple rushed into the small courtyard in a hurry.

He brought the news from the outside world.

Everything about the Infant Care Hall, the people involved, the conflicting statements of both sides, and the news of Gao Yang taking out one million taels and ten million taels were all said together.

For a time.

Master Lin was silent.

After a long while.

Master Lin slowly exhaled a turbid breath and said, "Damn it!"

"With the power of the 'Living Yama,' even if he really killed Master Zhou, why would he need to fabricate such a reason? Isn't this taking off his pants to fart, doing something unnecessary?"

"I said this kid is a good person!"

"Someone, push me out. Today, I will stand here in Changancheng and see who dares to say half a word against the 'Living Yama'!"

"..."

Marquis Changning's Prefecture.

Marquis Changning Lin Wanan and Marquis Wanan Tian Ming gathered together.